The clarion. [volume] (Jackson, Miss.) 1883-1888, 1887-04-20

not restrain her impatience She walked mn
and down the platform in the fog. She shiy.
cred with cold, she, the warm blooded
merry Shirley. Her knees trembled beneath
her with weakness, but her viii kept her up
There is nothing 50 good as strong viii.
Well, at last, in fifteen minutes it would bt
train time She looked at her watch 1t wa,
very chilly. She disliKed to 60 back into tht
little waiting room. 1t was full of giggline
girls, smirking youths and stupid women.
In the unhappy, unreasonable mind In which
she was, how she hated theml
Nevertheless, she was chilled to the bone
She turned to 60 inside, and came face to facs
with Philip Dumorayl
He had been to the cottage end had fol
lowed on after her His injured hand wa,
bound up and carried in sling. His torn
disordered clothing had been replaced by /
yell neae tesAa4 "a ysc-;. - q, (; ;fsfi
llfi ID Lad III, M hiiaseIf ia {bof3
fold. TDsre was dandy enough abbut ~:
Dumoray for that. His face was sti1 w
pale, but firm and composed. He looked re-
proachfnlly at Shirley.
1Why did you go away when you knew
wished to see you again7a
"Why did you come here after me when
you knew did not wish to see your
II did not know it, he replied simply.
"Then you ought to have known it. You
saved my life. ought to thank you for that.
suppose. But don't. Life viii not be so
sweet or pleasant to me hereafter that /
should cherish a desperate desire to hang to
it through thick and thin"
shirley" said he, "there Is something /
have to tell you. 1t is wretched story. /
ask you to bear with me and listen to it.n
Il don't WISH to hear it,n she answered,
coldly.
@But must tell yo1," he said.
1My train is coming" said Shirley. There
it is at tho curve Good morning, Mr.. Du-
moray
He laid his unwounded hand upon her arm,
not very gently, if the truth must be told.
The gentle master was not In a gentle mood
that morning.
@You shall not go until you hear me- be
exclaimed. Shirley, il you don't stop
Pip
"Youll whatr she retorted.
@Shirley, your father was my friend By
the memory of your father, grant me this
one favor. 1t is the last request may ever
make of you
The train stopped, gathered up its passen-
gers, and went on, and Shirley was not
among them She led the way into the rail-
way waiting ROOM
"Well, what is it you wish to syto mean
she asked. Her manner was as indifferent as
If the last night had never been.
II cannot tell you here" he said
aHere or not nt all, " she answered Don't
ask me to go back to that wretchsd house"
$50 be it them" he replied. He hsd hoped
the Lord knows what he had hoped. 1t
was true oil was over now, all the posibili-
ties he had dreamed Of in that lref, mad
hour Of the night before Was that CEN
tury ago, in some other state of eIttencel
There was nothing for them now But If
Shirley only knew his history, only could
understand how be had shrugged against
fate, she might be not so hard. There might
be little less suffering for them both If be
could have her alone. and tell her she would
be gentler Nay, he might evenhqe to be
forgiven at last. But she had wild it that
he should speak to her here, and speak he
would
So there, in the wretched waiting room,
he narrated his miserable story, not abating
one jot. He told her of the fire, d bis twin
boys, how strangely he had lost them how he
had searched the world over for ihsnl He
tod her tct. OF tha e:erziisn sssYThn fhay
had been set afioat by his wife's mother, and
how at last all men turned againa him.
wherever my name was heard be said,
@that vile slander followed me, til 1t drove
me to desperation. went away where no
one knew me. | changed my name, in hope
to find some peace. was wrong should
have stayed there, in that rery spot, and
faced my enemies, and lived it down, though
died of starvation
sYes, that is what you should have DONE"
said Shirley.
aBut did not. There was no one to turn
to. | had no friend, l did not know. l
came to Linwood. In vonr happy homeI
met your father-and you. II was like par
adise to me, after the life had known l
was drawn to you first bv vour Intellectual
gifts, greater than had believed eotild be in
a woman. You liked me. Too. YOU know
that You fingered about me with your
light hearted, sunny nature vour sweet.
frank ways, month after month And them
before knew it. heaven foroive mel loved
you. How loved YOU. evan ,bsrm
aYet you deceived me ss;d sh;rlev
mournfully. II would have sI d;sd for vo,,
and Won deceived mep
II could not ten YOU that ,orr;h,a storv.-
how could II II YOU had kno,s,, II ~, Won an too
might have turned acainst ~ That ,yss
exactly what | could not bas,. raad ,o,,
like an open book. Shirlev-v-.. az s,,,, ~
purity and truth. You copia NJ, ~ hsye die
guised your feelings if You has FRI f,;ad road
that you were beginning to care for me
knew ii, and the knowletlea 49, ,s,.,- s,,.s
20 me Forgive me. Sbi,.lev ~. ~ Wy u, S"ess
Of It now '''as : 'en sou
II can forgive anvth,no - 49,.
think. hut want Of frent-,ss. ~ lr,en1' !
a dun tone. s''s iep''eu 'n
He WINGED a little and v.s.,,.. n.
ently he went on. = s''e''e IT'S
II thought when came q, ,r,.
bad overcome the weakness IN. ~ "ou enas
ness of nv boyhood. So hsa = ss'ss'o'ay = a.',,
, - =, : ~ ~ WOulu